The really sad part is that we're all wrong for each other, and it took me this long to realize it. I wish we
could work, but "swing" (sub / dom) relationships rarely work out over long distances and multiple stressors. Too hard to communicate.
EDIT: I stopped talking to you because you told me to worry about bettering myself. When I start trying to do that - which is a right jolly ol' BITCH with clinical depression off-meds - I'm selfishly ignoring you. Why even
pretend to be surprised anymore?
Also, re: discussion of reproductive rights? Don't do that to me, you know better than that. I'm calling a spade a spade, and you drew and quartered an entire demographic because they didn't agree with your perspective 100%. That's not intelligent discussion, that
is the very definition of a flame. Honestly, you're not the only one to ever do that, and it elicits a chuckle from me every time I read it.